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Crystal Wet Sky

Updated on September 10, 2011

Crystal wet sky
Darken so bright
And here I am searching my heart to find
What is it I want for my life

Rain is falling hitting the ground
Bring musical dripping sound
Hitting the puddle
As I sat here tapping my finger
On the table top

Thunder start to roar
And lightning flashed my eyes…
Spark a spirit out of me…
Shut the window before I get strike

Far from the window I sat..
Continue tapping the table…
Thinking what is it I want for my life?

Decided to get a cup of coffee
And see if that help me…
And then I came to realize…
All I want is to get married

Head down against the my knee
Just thinking, is that a need?
Yes, that’s what I see
But I also thought of family

I choose them first before I
And left my wants behind
Fiance know what was in my mind
Marriage certificate we sign

But I felt my marriage is not complete
Because I want a ceremony
To be recognized…

I was lost in confusion
For a while…
But came into realize that..
True love don’t need a big ceremony

Its right here in our heart…

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      chanroth 6 years ago from California, USA

      Hi Brandon and Nisa, thanks! :0)

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      nisa 6 years ago

      Your poem is getting better than back in HS.

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      Brandonwm80 6 years ago from Columbus Ohio

      awsome poem

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      chanroth 6 years ago from California, USA

      Hi Vinaya and Tina, thanks! :)

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      Tina 6 years ago

      Chan, I love your poem! It is beautifully written and it send a great message that love is from the heart, not the ceremony itself.

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      Vinaya Ghimire 6 years ago from Nepal

      @Ghost32, in Nepal most of the people drink tea and coffee in glass, steel tumblers are also called glass.

      @Chan, I loved the way you compare weather and your state of mind.

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      chanroth 6 years ago from California, USA

      Thank you big much Ghost32 for correcting me! I mean cup of coffee! Hahaha...I don't know where glass came from when I wrote this. That was very nice and thought of you to bring that up! I just love to have people correcting me especially when I overlook something! What a bummer! hitting myself on the forehead! I look stupid for a while but thank you!LOL

      @jblais, thank you! :)

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      jblais1122@aol 6 years ago from Kansas City, Missouri, USA

      You got it right. It's all in the heart. Very nice.

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      Ghost32 6 years ago

      It's amazing what strikes us, sometimes. For me, the thing I'll most likely remember "forever" from this poem is not your overall message--it's simply the term,

      "...a glass of coffee."

      I just can't make coffee and glass go together in my head! LOL!

      Then again, I am pretty much a hardcore redneck when it comes to taste...or lack thereof. Coffee = cup. Styrofoam. Paper. Ceramic.

      But...glass? My wife drinks coffee, but she has ailments, drops things. Glass is not an option, most especially glass with heated contents....

      Oh. Yeah. Love. You're correct, of course. No big ceremony needed.

      Voted Up and a bunch.